Monday, April 14, 2014

Lately I've been thinking about March. This March my little girl turned 3. It seems like just yesterday I was listening to her heartbeat at the doctors office. Feeling her squirm around in my belly in the middle of the night. Feels like we just met. Yesterday. All that thinking made me realize that I haven't finished up Miss M's birth story. Reading through it, I felt like it wasn't quite right. It needed to be written again. Exactly how I remember it. Exactly how I want it to be remembered.

It's funny thinking back, I kept wanting to meet my sweet little girl, but I also had a to-do list that wasn't quite finished yet. It was July 2nd, I finished picking up around the house, double checked the bags that had been packed for a little over 2 weeks. The last thing that needed to be done: clean and install the infant carrier in my car. So I went to work. I was the seat cover, hung it to dry. installed the base, and double checked that my car was nice and neat. And just like that, my list was complete.

I crawled into bed that night knowing I was completely prepared. Hoping she would join our family the next day. It would be perfect. My sweet husband would have the 4th off, and could take the Friday off and the weekend would be ours. It would be perfect. I shut my eyes knowing that Monday would come and still no baby, and we would make our way to the hospital where I would be induced and we'd have our sweet girl with us on Tuesday.

As usual, I woke around 3:45 am for a quick bathroom trip, it had become a routine. It seemed to take a while to fall back asleep, the minutes clicked by on the clock. 4:30, somewhere in the last 45 minutes I had fallen asleep only to be woken up by a pop. That's right a pop. My water broke. I wasn't quite positive so I decided to wait and make sure. Well sure enough, there was no stepping without knowing for sure it had broken. A quick shower, and a 6 am phone call to my mom and we were on our way to the hospital.

At 8 am I was started on Pitocin and still measured at 3cm and 60%. At 8:28, a 4 & 65%, that's when my doctor felt the need to break my water more and to move her head. At this point there was no epidural, I was still hardly feeling contractions. After he moved her head, boy did things change. I was told the nurse would be back in shortly with the epidural. Well an hour passed and I couldn't take it anymore. Still no nurse. I sent the hubs out to find someone. At 9:30 my epidural was in and I was starting to feel more relaxed.

By 10 I was at a 5 and and 10:50 I was 8. They called my doctor, after 3 pushes, Miss M joined our family, 6 pounds 6 ounces and 20 inches of absolute perfection. Loud perfection. That sweet girl has some lungs on her!

I couldn't wait forher sisterto come andmeet her. She didn't seem interested. Was still taking it in and was having such a fun time at Grandma's house that it was until the morning of the 5th that I was released and we ventured to pick up our not so little anymore toddler.

That afternoon we climbed into bed as a family of 4. A girl on each side of me. Absolute perfection.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

With the weekend fast approaching and my computer FINALLY set up again. It is most definitely time for a blog post and what better way to start blogging than by doing one of my very favorite link ups. Perfect topic by the way.

10 THINGS TO DO DURING THE WEEKEND

1. Big Breakfast. I don't know why but it seems like the weekends are the only time I'm interested in a big breakfast so we do just that every Saturday and Sunday morning. Pancakes or French toast. Eggs. Bacon. Sometimes a potato, egg, sausage scramble. Yum!

2. Shop. The girls and I tend to head out with my mom on Saturdays and shop. We mostly window shop but we love it!

3. Head out to lunch. Sames as above, the girls and I love heading to lunch with Nana before we go window shopping.

4. Visit Grandparents. They're busy people during the week. My grandma does bowling, an exercise class, or two and heads to church functions quite often. Wish I had that much energy.

5. Deep clean something. The only time the husband is home and has tons of extra hours during the day. If anything needs heavy lifting or there's a chance of spiders he's on it.

6. Be lazy. Oh goodness, how I love to sleep in even 10 minutes on weekend mornings.

7. Watch movies. Friday nights = family nights.

8. Destroy the house. Seems like when daddy is home the girls get into everything and nothing gets put back.

9. Nice long drives. When its cold like it is right now nothing beats grabbing some coffee or hot chocolate and hitting the road looking at all the new houses they're building and day dreaming of all that we want in our "dream house".

10. Pajama day. Oh who am I kidding, this happens during the week too. It's nice to do it on the weekends when the husband is home.